Some Call It Love, Michaela Foxall [best e reader for android txt] 📗

I smile and then kiss her and ask, "How's my baby doing?"
"Better now," she says.
I open my locker and she asks, "You excited for the game tonight?"
"A little nervous," I say honestly.
"You'll do great," she says with a smile.
"You better be right, Ms Schapiro," I say.
"I know I'm right," she says with a laugh.
"Is that so?" I ask.
"I'm always right," she says.
"Not all the time," I say.
"I was right to choose you," she says and then I don't know what to say. She's perfect at sweet talking.
"Do you believe that?" I ask.
"Of course I do," she says staring intently in my eyes.
"Asking you out was the best decision of my life," I say putting my hand to her cheek.
She puts her hand over mine and then holds it. I honestly feel Logan is changing me into a better person, even if we've been dating for a couple days, it's been the best 3 days of my life.
Suddenly, I feel something push me forward and I turn around, it's Conor.
"Get pumped, big game tonight," he yells patting me hard on the back.
"Might want to work on a calmer approach," I say.
"The whole school's depending on you. One mistake and we lose, don't mess this up," he says.
"Well, I'm not nervous at all," I say sarcastically.
"Good," he says putting me in a headlock and messing up my hair.
I push him off and fix my hair and I see Logan is trying to not make eye contact with him.
He looks at her then says, "Oh did I mention, your girlfriend's a great kisser."
Almost like an instinct my fist immediately punches his face, he falls over.
"You keep your hands off of her," I scream at him.
Everyone in the hall has stopped to watch and Logan looks really nervous.
"Calm down bro," Conor says.
"You stay away from my girlfriend," I say.
I walk away and grab Logan and say, "If he does anything to you, you let me know. Okay?" I say.
She nods, I hug her hoping she's not mad or scared and say, "I don't want to lose you."
"You won't," She says hugging me tighter.
I scratch my head then say, "I should probably get ready for the game."
"Good luck super star,"she says.
"I'll need it," I say with a smile.
I bend over and give her a quick kiss, then leave.
Logan's POV:
I find Jaclyn because we both don't have a ride because Ryan needs to get ready and he drove us to school.
"Hey," she says.
"Looks like we're stuck," I say.
"I didn't think about that this morning," she says with a laugh.
"Want to go grab something to eat?" I ask.
"Sure," she says.
We walk out of the school and see all the football players, and then the cheerleaders right behind them.
"How are things with you and Drew?" She asks.
"It's good," I say looking down.
"What's wrong?" She asks.
"Well, he got in a fight with Conor today, and he got in a fight with his sister's boyfriend last week," I say.
"Why?" She asks concerned.
"His sister's boyfriend was a douche, and Conor kissed me," I say.
"Sounds like he's got some anger issues," she says.
"I know, and it's just like, what if I do something wrong, what happens then?" I ask.
Jaclyn was silent and then asked, "You don't think he would.."
I shrug my shoulders, Jaclyn hugs me and says, "He wouldn't dare touch you, he should know I'd beat him hard."
I laugh, Jaclyn stinks at acting tough but I love her, we walk to starbucks and order.
"Are you going to the game tonight?" She asks.
"Yeah, you?" I ask.
"I'll be there, need a ride?" she asks.
"No but thanks, I got a jeep for my birthday, but I think Matt's taking me," I say.
"Matt Butler?" She asks shocked.
"Yeah," I say.
"How the hell did you end up friends with a druggie?" She asks.
"Well, we're partners for a project, and he wanted to go with me," I say.
"I don't even know who you are anymore," she says with a laugh.
"Me either," I say laughing.
"Promise me we'll stay friends forever no matter what," Jaclyn says.
"Forever," I say.
"Also, try to not have Drew change you, don't forget about us," Jaclyn says taking my hand.
I put both my hands over hers and say, "You guys are my best friends, I'll never forget about you two."
Jaclyn smiles then says, "Alright well I should probably get going, get ready for the game. Got to look good, hot guys might be there tonight."
I laugh, then hug her goodbye, Jaclyn is super pretty I don't know why she doesn't have a boyfriend, she has long light brown hair, with sparkly green eyes.
I get walking and a random numbers calling me, I pick up.
"Hello?" I say.
"Hey, it's Matt," he says.
"Oh hey, what's up," I say.
"I was wondering what time you wanted to chill, we could work on the song a little before maybe," he says.
"Okay sure, where?" I ask.
"Why don't you come to my place around 4?" He asks.
"Okay, sounds good," I say.
He gives me his address then I tell him I'll see him soon.
I get home and notice it's already 3:20, I brush my hair, throw on a leggings, a long shirt and a jean jacket, get in my car and leave.
I arrive at an apartment and I go up to his floor, 11th. I knock on the door and he lets me in, the place is really messy, but he takes me to his room. His room is messy and has all this hipster stuff on the walls and crap all over the floor. I sit on what I think is his bed, and he sits by his drum set.
"Sorry it's a little messy," he says.
I laugh and say it's cool, I've seen worse."
He smiles and says, "So how's this song going to work?"
I go to his keyboard and start playing the tune, he watches me carefully and listens carefully then picks up a beat on the drums. It's perfect and spot on, I spot a guitar in the corner of his room, and stop playing.
"You play guitar?" I ask.
"I play like every instrument, besides the lame ones," he says with a smile.
I get up and hand it to him, and say, "I have an idea."
He sits down next to me, "I'm listening."
"Okay, so what we're going to do, we're going to start the song as an acoustic but then it gets to the rap you play drums and rap full out. Then the rest is plain old rap, sound good?" I say.
"Perfect, they won't expect it," he says.
"Let's try it out," I say.
We sit on the floor sitting face to face, he strums until he gets the beat right. I nod and smile, he smiles and nods, as if saying, start saying.
I start singing, dragging the words, to make it slower, and more acoustic.
"I know you've been hurt, by, someone else, I can tell by the way," I start, and he's staring in my eyes, with his big brown eyes. "You carry yourself, and if you let me, here's what I'll do, I'll take care, of you." Then, I stop, except this time he doesn't applaud me he's still staring in my eyes. I don't take my eyes from his, and he leans in as if to kiss me and I move forward a little, then shake my head and sing, "I've loved and I've lost."
I smile and he smiles back at me and then I nod and bit my lip at him to sing this time. He strums his guitar in a guitar solo, then hands it to me and bangs his drums really hard and starts the rap, while playing drums.
When he finishes the rap I keep the song going, I dance over to him drums, sit on his lap and sing, not in a romantic way, a friendly way. Right?
The song finally ends and we're both laughing, it was so good. He hugs me and spins me around and I hold onto his neck. We check the time and it's 6:40, game starts at 7. We get into Matt's car, and head to the stadium.
"I had a lot of fun today," Matt says.
"Me too," I say with a smile.
"Even though you tried to make a move on me," Matt says teasing me.
I hit him in the arm and say, "I did not!"
"You almost kissed me," he says looking at me.
"No, I have a boyfriend," I say.
"I know," he says.
I roll my eyes but can't help but smile, we arrive at the stadium and the teams warming up.
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Publication Date: 04-06-2012

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